[This face is pulling at him. Never met the woman, he's sure of it, but...something about it. Richie's watched plenty of people die by now but once in a while there's a death that gets you. Seeing that last gasp for breath puts his ragged lungs in a bitter squeeze.
Maybe Sandy was right. He isn't worth shit at all.
His head snaps up at the sound though. Not coming to him as clean as it does the other three, but alarming enough.
He thinks, suddenly, of the skeletons below. Richie wets his lips. Looks back to the dead woman one last time and slowly ascends the steps, feeling a mounting dread.]
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Maybe Sandy was right. He isn't worth shit at all.
His head snaps up at the sound though. Not coming to him as clean as it does the other three, but alarming enough.
He thinks, suddenly, of the skeletons below. Richie wets his lips. Looks back to the dead woman one last time and slowly ascends the steps, feeling a mounting dread.]